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Chapter 1:One Haunting Memory

Joe POV

Life is not fair never has been never will. But hey, I never made the world... I don't control this stupid place I just live in it. But I'm the kinda guy that likes to be fair, i will give somebody what they deserve, no little no less and I never give up. I guess it's a good thing, yeah I would say it's good.
I'm Joe, Joseph Anton Meredith. I have coiffed blonde curly hair and blue eyes plus I'm white, just thought i would let you know. I am good looking, if i do say so myself. I have a structured chiseled face, deep dimples in my cheeks and I got quite the six pack on me and yes yes the ladies love me. Unfortunately my life has been pretty ruff these past years, I work for one of the most highest Police force in the USA.I have dedicated my life to this job. As I walk home bringing the images of the dead bodies and look of the most evilest people ever to walk this planet, I found comfort as I always would see my wife.

She died on my watch, it's a sin... a sin in myself that I can never let go of. I also have a brother, my parents died when we were young. We where separated when I was 2 and he was 4. I don't know his name and I don't know where he is. I do have a brother, Todd... not my blood brother. I met him when I was 18 he was 10 years old, he was trying to pick pocket me,he had a bad life. He was living alone in an abandoned building trying to stay alive. His mother and father died of a drug overdose 2 months before I met him. They had abused him physically,drugged him and starved him. He went to foster parents who then raped and did unspeakable things to him. He then ran away. I took him in and showed him a different way of life.
He moved out 5 months ago. But we always stay in close touch. He came to work with me 2 years ago so we see each other every day. He is my little bro, you don't have to be blood to be brothers. He is my only family. He is very sensitive and damaged and just a hurt, scarred child inside but strong and that's what makes him amazing.
My adoptive parents died 6 years ago. Don't I have good luck, but for these things I have nothing to live for. So I throw myself into my job.
I often get depressed and want to end life... But Todd is there for me, he looks after me and stops me from doing anything dangerous. He is a good brother, and so much stronger than I will ever be. He always stays strong.

I am working on the case of the murder and disappearance of Lewis Short-man and Evie Stones. It's been 4 days since the murder. A guard found his body in his office,he went to call for back up, but when he came back Lewis body had gone...

Right now I'm at the office throwing around photos of what used to be my life. Thinking about the trial I had this morning and seeing that mans face.It kills and burns the back of my mind, smiling knowing he killed innocent people. It makes me want to pounce on him and hit him repeatedly.

I don't know how I'm doing these cases, it stresses me out....

So i sit there and lie back, i close my eyes, and i fall into a deep sleep.

I see my wife, deep blue eyes, dark skin, she was half English half Barbadian. She was beautiful,you can't believe how beautiful she was.She was perfect, too perfect. She had long brown curls flowing down her back, dimples so deep and wide they showed when she smiled, and her white teeth are so perfectly set in her small mouth. A long black dress she was wearing, it showed her perfect figure, every one would look twice, she is nothing like you have ever seen. She was beyond perfect.

I had just planed to give up my job so we could plan to have a child, it was her dream. We were walking down the street, we had just came out the restaurant, a beautiful little spanish place down our street. I had just been to court for killing a terrorist, yeah deep I know. His brother took it to court, even though it was part of my job. I won though, I should have known he would come back for revenge and hurt someone I love, and only then on that night did I really know what love was.

I hear the gun shot rolling and her falling into my arms,she is so cold she coughs and holds my hand. I see memories flash before me, the day we met, the day i proposed, the day we were married, our anniversarys.

The second that girl, my love, the woman in my memories is taken away from me.

I put my hand on the wound I lift my hand up, it's full of blood. I let out a scream my tears fall on to her face, she was shaking I kiss her head and hold her hand.

I see the killer running down the road, he got his revenge. I planned to kill him right from that moment, I said I was fair didn't i. He wasent looking where he was going when he ran down the street, car horns screech as a bus rams into the killer. Guess the universe had my back.

I close my eyes so tight and forget what i just saw. I rub Tyana's hand and my eyes sting with the tears,
" Help me please Somebody"
I scream and stutter. I get so distressed my heart broke, I feel my heart falling out of my chest. I wail and break down. I can't stop crying, I'm rocking back and forth.

Looking into her eyes I see fear, hard strong fear, her eyes tear up. Tears stream down her face.

She struggles to take that last breath.

That one breath.

Her heart stopped her little heart stopped beating, I punch myself I punch the ground cursing and screaming I throw my self on her and slam my hands on her chest to try and get that heart beating again.

It didnt beat again.

That heart stopped forever.

I wake up breathing heavly trying to get my breath. A tear rolls down my cheek,sweat rolling down my forehead, that memory, that memory it haunts me.